Every day, multiple times a day, Scarlet feels little alarms trigger inside her brain. They make her stomach growl, her mouth water or her mind fixed on that which she crave_ something she knows she should not but can't be helped anyway.
It's been three days; three days of not having her day going according to how she wanted it, three days of feeling strange reactions in her body, three days of waiting for Damien to show up. During those three days, she has been feeling more stressed out and more sensitive.
She stood in front of the open window and stared out of it. The gentle breeze that now blew past her made her feel she could hold it in her hands. Her eyes moved to fall on the tall tree and she saw the raven, sitting on the same branch and staring at her with those black eyes.
It seems strange to her. She does not feed it, neither does she takes care of it and yet, it kept coming back. She looked at it keenly and she called;
"Damien?"
